I got into my art studio this weekend. It has been a very, very long time since I spent time painting and playing just because. It felt really good.
Friday night we stopped at a resaurant we have been to before when it was a different owner. We keep driving by since it changed, saying we needed to try it out. So we decided to go Friday and as we sat there we realized that 32 years ago this same week we had come here on our second date. We even had a guitarist by our table just like this time. It was a precious memory and were so glad we had stopped in.